Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 117 Composition Storm
She unconsciously unfolded a different smile.

It was as if she had been expecting this scene to happen.

The flustered feeling disappeared.

I feel that Li Xiang is the medicine that can calm her down.

"Dean, you mean Li thinks he's coming to see Xiaodouzi too."

The dean took Zhang Ling's micro-expression seriously, and praised with a sincere smile:
"That's right! Li Xiang, this man is really nice! He didn't just come today. He would take time to play with Xiaodouzi for an hour or two every now and then. It can be seen that he really likes children. He also donated a lot of money to the children. Less daily necessities."

The meaning of the words is to tell her that a man who likes children so much will not treat his lover badly.

When the dean saw Zhang Ling and Li Xiang standing together for the first time, he felt that they were very suitable together.

I want her to take good care of a good man like Li Xiang.

Zhang Ling listened to the dean's narration, and she knew why Li wanted to do this.

It's nothing more than wanting to get closer to her through Xiaodouzi.

On the contrary, she felt that Li Xiang was a very scheming man.

"Oh, where are they?"

The dean heard Zhang Ling's sense of urgency.

"They are playing games in the activity room. Come on, I'll take you to have a look together. You don't know, the children in our yard like Li Xiang now."

Zhang Ling nodded and said "OK".

She followed the dean with anticipation and a little excitement.

During this period, the dean kept praising Li Xiang's character.

Every time after boasting about one of Li Xiang's strengths, the dean looked at her and asked, "Zhang Ling, do you also think that Li Xiang is very considerate (very nice)?"

To be honest, if Zhang Ling hadn't contacted the dean two years earlier than Li Xiang, she knew that the dean was a person who only cared for the children in the courtyard and was never moved by fame and fortune.

She really suspected that the dean was probably bought by Li Xiang.

So the dean will keep praising Li Xiang when he sees her this time.

However, the dean is worthy of knowing people with eyesight, and he talked about every advantage about Li Xiang.

She recalled every detail about Li Xiang carefully, and she felt that what the dean said was very appropriate.

She is not a person who speaks nonsense with no conscience.

The dean can only reply with certainty.

When he came to a 30-[-]-year-old locust tree, the dean suddenly stopped, looked back at her seriously and said:

"Zhang Ling, if my daughter was alive, she would probably be as old as you. Sometimes I always regard you as my own daughter."

"Thank you!"

To be honest, she, who has never enjoyed maternal love, is willing to be treated like this by an elder like the dean.

The dean was very happy to see her accepting it readily.

So he naturally took her hand and stroked it, saying:
"Then I'll talk to you from a mother's point of view. Don't worry if you say something wrong."

Hearing this, she said curiously:

"How could it be? As a junior, I know that the elders are willing to talk about you because they love you. So I like to listen to the elders' teachings the most. Dean, you can say whatever you want. I love to listen."

Listening to Zhang Ling's words, the Dean's smile disappeared in an instant as there was still some worry in it.

Then there is infinite satisfaction.

"Good boy! Sure enough, I saw you right."

Even she felt that she was a good child, but when she heard the elders praise her, she lowered her head somewhat embarrassed.

The dean smiled and continued:
"Zhang Ling, I have already seen that there is a man hidden in your heart."

"Ah!" Zhang Ling suddenly looked up at the dean in surprise.

"Listen. As a person who has experienced it, don't care how the man in your heart once made you unforgettable? It's over, let him be the past."

"But..." Zhang Ling wanted to express her thoughts.

The dean raised his hand and said:
"Don't talk, just listen to me."

Zhang Ling had no choice but to temporarily suppress the many reasons gushing out of her heart.

Continue to listen to the dean's expression.

"Son, you have to understand that a woman doesn't have many years of youth in her life. Instead of wasting youth on a man who has disappeared for many years for whatever reason, it's better to grasp the people around you who are willing to treat you like a treasure."

"You mean Li Xiang?" Zhang Ling thought of it first.

The dean nodded and continued:
"Son, I think you are smart. You should have known for a long time that a man who truly loves you will never promise you anything easily. If he promises something, he will fulfill his promise to you even if he dies."

"This... I know this."

Zhang Ling also very much agrees with this point.

Qi Diaozhe promised her that they would be a couple for the rest of their lives, never leave and never betray.

But in the end, he disappeared for many years without any news.

Her affection for Qi Diaozhe has faded a lot.

But now she still can't forget it from time to time, she is just looking forward to hearing Qi Diaozhe's explanation.

But does this explanation really matter?
To be honest, Zhang Ling herself is not very sure.

"It's good that you know! Sure enough, I'm not mistaken, you are smart. I don't need to tell you what to do next."

As the dean said, he turned his head and looked at the activity room through the window. Li Xiang, who was playing with the children, motioned for Zhang Ling to go in alone.

Because the dean feels that the emotional problems of the young people, as the elders, only need to give a little advice, and it is not appropriate to interfere too much with the young people's decisions.

Following the dean's gaze, Zhang Ling also took a look at Li Xiang being treated as a big horse, letting Xiaodouzi ride all over the ground, and still maintain a bright smile.

She could clearly feel the truth of his smile.

For a moment, it seemed that their married life was so real and happy.

If it is false to continue waiting for Qi Diaozhe.

Then she seemed to understand the dean's earnestness.

After recovering, I wanted to thank the dean again, but found that the dean had already left.

She still said "thank you" with a sincere smile.

Sudden.

Her hand was pulled by the soft and warm little hands, and her whole body was revived like a resurrection full of blood.

Then a familiar and innocent voice sounded in my ear.

"Mom, mom, did you also hear that Xiaodouzi won the No. 1 composition? That's why I came here to reward Xiaodouzi."

"I want a reward! Then tell me what you wrote in your composition first?"

As she spoke, Zhang Ling squatted down with a smile, and touched the child's chubby face with her hand.

"This composition requires us to write about the interesting things that happened with our loved ones. The title of my composition is "My Dad."

Li Xiang, who was standing not far away, heard this and looked at it with a somewhat proud smile.

It is not in vain to want to get along with the children these days.

This is the best proof.

"Father?" Zhang Ling pretended to be unhappy and said poignantly, "Then why not mother?"

Xiaodouzi lowered his head with an aggrieved face, and poked his two index fingers at each other, as if he was very embarrassed and said:
"I wanted to write about Mom. But Mom, you haven't seen Xiaodouzi recently. So...so..."

This question is undoubtedly asking who is better, father or mother?
Xiaodouzi cried out strongly in his heart.

She is still a child!

There's no need to embarrass a child like this.

"What? Tell me!" Zhang Ling seemed a little anxious.

"So I couldn't think of any interesting things that happened between me and my mother that I could write about."

On the surface, Xiaodouzi innocently calls her mother, but in fact Xiaodouzi knows everything shrewdly.

So every time I speak, I try to pick up what Zhang Ling loves to hear.

I was afraid that if I said something wrong, Zhang Ling would get bored with her, and since then she lost Zhang Ling as a mother.

Zhang Ling heard that this was an indirect complaint that she spent less time with Xiaodouzi.

Looking at Xiaodouzi's appearance, she was very distressed, raised her hand to touch the child's little head, and said with a smile:
"So that's how it is! Next time, Xiaodouzi must write about her mother next time."

Xiaodouzi couldn't help complaining in his heart after hearing this.

Adults are sometimes more like a child than she is!

Such haggling.

What can she do?

"Next time!" Liu Anhua replied brightly.

Xiaodouzi felt that she was cooperating with Zhang Ling's innocence.

Only then did Zhang Ling show a happy smile and touched Xiaodouzi's head and said:

"So sweet!"

At this time, Li Xiang's brisk voice came from her ear.

"Zhang Ling, you are here!"

She looked at his excited smile and slowly got up and nodded.

I wanted to ask, Li Xiang came to see Xiaodouzi today, why didn't he tell her?
But before he could speak, he heard Xiaodouzi's childish voice.

"Dad, you're wrong! Mom didn't ask me curiously, what you wrote in the composition. So you must take me to see the fireworks show in Disneyland this weekend."

Last time, Xiaodouzi fell asleep because he was recovering from a serious illness and was not physically strong enough to last until the fireworks show.

So I have been thinking about wanting to make up for this regret.

When Li Xiang heard Xiaodouzi's words, he seemed a little disappointed and asked:
"Zhang Ling, did you really not ask?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Ling nodded.

At this moment, she was very curious about what Xiaodouzi wrote in the composition.

After hearing Li Xiang's dejected sigh, he said again:

"However, I'm curious to find out if it's too late?"

She unintentionally wanted to find a way for Li Xiang.

Just because I don't want to see him sigh.

Li Xiang smiled instantly and said:
"In time, in time."

Zhang Ling just wanted to lower her head to let Xiaodouzi take out the composition text.

She felt her skirt being pulled by someone.

Looking down at Xiaodouzi, he shook his head and said, as if he had been greatly wronged:

"mom!"

of course.

The reason why Xiaodouzi was like this, apart from the agreement with Li Xiang, was also because he was afraid that Zhang Ling would get angry when he saw a sentence in the composition.

That's why they tried to stop Zhang Ling's request to read the composition.

"why?"

In the past, as long as Xiaodouzi made great progress in her studies, she would be happy to show it to her.

At that time, she felt the happiness of being a mother at the same time.

Of course, she will not be stingy with praise and rewards for Xiaodouzi.

It means that children can continue to improve and work hard.

But this time Xiaodouzi's behavior is really strange.

"I...I..." Xiaodouzi squeaked and squeaked with his fingers circling each other.

What made Xiaodouzi even more anxious was that the agreement with Li Xiang had failed.

Because "play" is always the most important thing for children.

Li Xiang, who had already understood the content of the composition, also came over at this time, smiled and stroked Xiaodouzi's head and comforted him:
"Don't be afraid, child! She is your mother!"

Xiaodouzi looked up at Li Xiang thoughtfully and said:

"Mother?"

Zhang Ling looked at the picture of the deep love between father and son in front of her, feeling a little jealous in her heart.

What exactly was written in the composition?
Both father and son knew it, but Xiaodouzi was still unwilling to let her know.

A secret known only to two people is an important sign of a good relationship between people.

Li wanted to achieve such an achievement with Xiaodouzi in a short period of time.

Seriously!

"Li Xiang!" She gestured for Li Xiang to explain.

Before Li Xiang answered, he looked at Xiaodouzi and gave the child a reassuring look.

After Xiaodouzi's nervous expression relaxed a lot, he smiled and said to Zhang Ling:

"Ling'er, don't force me. I think it's up to Xiaodouzi to decide. It's better to tell you or not."

She tried to force her with words:
"Li Xiang……"

But when Zhang Ling heard Xiaodouzi say "Mom" again, she gave up the idea of ​​asking.

"Okay. For Xiaodouzi, I will spare you this time."

Because she knows that sometimes persecuting children will lead to further and further distance from herself.

In the past, I always felt that Xiaodouzi was inseparable from me.

But at that moment just now, she suddenly realized that she couldn't do without Xiaodouzi.

The existence of Xiaodouzi in her life not only makes her life full of colorful colors, but also understands the importance of getting along with others.

As a result, her sense of long-term expectation for Qi Diaozhe gradually faded away a lot.

That's why Li Xiang had the opportunity to get in touch with her and walk into her heart.

In other words, Li Xiang did not misjudge the importance of Xiaodouzi to Zhang Ling.

"what?"

Li wanted to hear Zhang Ling's words, showing a bit of surprise and aggrieved.

An act of being considerate to the child, now it seems that he has made a big mistake.

However, in this way, there is more intimacy as a family of three.

Therefore, his heart is still very happy.

"Why do you still have an opinion?"

Hearing her words, he faintly felt like the young couple were arguing.

"No, no. That's what you say. I'm all right."

And when she heard his words, she also had the same feeling as Li Xiang.

It's just that she could hear a little more of his doting on her.

Yes, this is probably what the dean said, the happiness of being pampered by a man who regards him as a treasure.

She couldn't bear to continue to be aggressive to Li Xiang, so she smiled and leaned over to the child and said:

"Little Douzi, I just saw you guys playing a game, can I join in and play?"

Xiaodouzi jumped up excitedly and kissed her cheek.

Then he took Zhang Ling with one hand and Li Xiang with the other and walked into the activity room again, playing games with other children happily.

Perhaps this time Zhang Ling's company made Xiaodouzi feel an unprecedented intimacy.

Before leaving, he took the initiative to hand over the composition that he was unwilling to take out at the beginning to Zhang Ling.

But she did not directly read the composition.

Instead, he smiled slightly and said to Xiaodouzi:
"I won't watch it. I just want you to tell me that you didn't want me to watch it before, why are you willing to let me watch it now?"

At this time, Xiaodouzi explained with a hint of embarrassment in his calm smile:

"That's because Xiaodouzi said in the composition that mother is like a majestic tigress, and sometimes just one look can turn father into a docile little sheep."

(End of this chapter)